A/N: Hey, everybody! Welcome to my very first Divergent-fanfiction. I know that there are loooots of Eric-Lovestorys, especially with Amity-initiates, but I think that this one is a bit different. The story takes place during Tris' initiation and is mostly canon for now. It's rated T right now, but later it's definitely gonna be M-rated, because of language, lemons, graphic violence, etc. I'm gonna try to update ASAP and since I am on summer vacation you probably won't have to wait that long for the next chapter.

P.S. English is not my first language and I'm sorry for every grammar or spelling mistake I made.

Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent (and sadly not Jai Courtney), but Eric's background-story and Kory are mine.

It's funny how life goes by. You rely on the fact that you'll never see that specific person again; it's simply illogical to think of meeting a girl of a different faction again just because you think that the two of you may be quite similar. It's stupid, not allowed and you have to get it out of your system as soon as possible. But it's not that easy. Sometimes, fate is a bitch. And sometimes fate gives you exactly what you need.

~ 3 years ago ~

Eric's father used to tell him that Amitys are peace-loving idiots who don't have any two brain cells in their heads. He of course, never used this words, it would be illogical to insult those people, but Eric has always been a smart boy. He knew exactly what the cold-hearted man wanted to tell him. That's why he got so surprised when that guy who just transferred from Amity stood in front of his doorstep. Before Eric could ask him, if he had wanted to take part in a tree-hugger-festival and got lost, he was pushed aside by the same rough hands that had been pushing him his whole life long and Eric found out that his father was responsible for this transfer. He needed to take him to the labor, show him around and tell him everything he needed to know about his new faction. The fact that his father never answered any of his questions, but was showing some stranger around like this Amity-idiot was the son he always wanted, made Eric beyond furious. He knew that he was being stupid; he wanted to stop caring about his father long ago, but he couldn't help himself. He hated that his father was being nice with that weird kid and still pushed Eric around like he was the most unwanted person in the world. And as far as his father was concerned, he probably was. "I think we haven't been properly introduced yet. I'm Liam Emerald."

The blonde haired transfer looked at him with warm blue eyes, waiting for Eric to tell him his name in return. "I'm not interested in having contact with silly greenies." With those words, Eric turned around and stormed away. Liam actually tried to bond with him a few more times, but Eric was stubborn and really didn't need the Amity's company. He didn't need anyone's company.

On Visiting Day, Eric stomped down the stairs into the cold, lonely living room and found the greenie sitting on a chair, a nervous expression on his tanned face. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Liam looked up at him and told him that his family was about to come today and that they would want to know what he's been doing for the last weeks. He also told him that he was nervous because he didn't know whether they would be mad at him for leaving. "God, Amity. I didn't ask you about your life's history, I just wanted to know why you're in my living room!" he yelled and turned on his heels to leave.

Eric was wandering around, watching all the happy families reunite and felt the usual icy coldness gripping his heart in a vice. He never had something like that; he just had a father that hated him and memories of a mother that had died way too young. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the small girl, until she smacked into his hard chest.

"What the… watch your step, dude." Eric looked down to see a petite Amity-girl sitting on the ground, an annoyed look on her pretty face. The force of their collision had sent her right on the stone floor of the giant hall, where the transfers were supposed to meet their families. Eric stood dumbstruck as he watched the girl helping herself off the floor, icy blue eyes sending him nasty glares. As she stood in front of him, obviously expecting an apology for running into her, he noticed how beautiful the little girl was. Long blonde curls that fell over her shoulders like a waterfall, a pretty tanned face with a small nose and full lips and big ice-colored eyes. His eyes scanned over the red dress she was wearing; and when his eyes finally returned to her face, their eyes met. "Are you done, or do you want me to get you a picture?" the girl asked, raising a blonde eyebrow at him.

"Aren't you tree-huggers supposed to be friendly people?" he shot back, hardly concealing his curiosity about her behavior.

"Aren't you Erudite-guys supposed to be smart?" she asked with a melodic little laugh, shaking her head. He watched in delight as her blonde curls bobbed around her head. Suddenly a high-pitched voice rang in his ears.

"Oh, but he's right, little wildflower. Remember what I told you about the power of kindness?" A blonde woman stepped up to them and ran her hand through the girl's hair. Eric immediately saw the similarities between the two Amity's, which brought another thought into his head. They must be Liam's family. He watched the girl's features again, closely, and felt stupid for not noticing earlier. Her eyes were an icy blue, just like her brothers. But instead of the warmth that could be found in Liam's eyes, the girl had a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Come on, we need to look for your brother." The woman said, linked arms with her daughter and send Eric a smile, as they passed him.

Eric watched them leaving the hall and quickly decided that he needed some fresh air. Quietly, he followed the two blondes outside, where Liam and a man that surely was his father were both waiting for them. He watched as the Amity-girl threw herself into her brother's arms, laughing as he spun her around in a circle; and felt the cold flowing through his veins again. He hated seeing happy families reunite, he hated that this stupid Liam-guy had a family that loved him and visited him, even after he betrayed them by leaving. All he had was his ass-of-a-father who was currently walking over to the family, surely to intimidate the Amity's and take Liam away from them. As Eric came closer, he could hear Liam's sister's voice, talking to the Erudite-man as if he was a stupid little boy.

"-you can't talk to us like that. Just because we aren't emotionless, rational robots like you surely are, doesn't mean that we're stupid." Everyone stood in shocked silence, after the little girl ended her speech. Eric feared for a moment that his father would beat the little spitfire up, like he had done it with him several times, before Eric grew strong enough to punch back. But his father surprised him in simply smiling at the girl, telling Liam to come to his office in a few minutes and turned on his heel to leave.

"Koraline! I can't believe what you just…" Her father searched for the right words to express how shocked he felt. But Liam was faster in getting his thoughts together. "You can't come here and ruin everything, just because you have a problem with authorities."

"Well, it's not my problem that your dear mentor is an asshole."

"Kora…-"her mother exclaimed exasperated.

"I think you should go." Liam said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand.

Eric watched silently as the girl called Koraline made her way through the trees and quickly decided to follow her. He couldn't help himself, but was somehow quite taken by the girl. He didn't know if it was the fact that she stood up to his father, or just that she was different. He was intrigued. Eric watched as the blonde girl stomped through the crowd and finally came to sit on a bench that was hidden by two giant containers. It was the same spot where Eric always went when he needed to think.

"That's my place, you know."

Koraline winced, her head whipped around to face him. "I didn't realize that you were following me."

He sat beside her on the bench, eyes scanning her up and down once more. He couldn't believe that she just stood up to his father; she was just a little girl.

"That guy is your dad?" she exclaimed, a shocked expression on her pretty face. Eric didn't even realize that he said that loudly. Flushing a bit as she looked at him, he nodded his head, looking straight ahead, trying to ignore the stare of her icy blue eyes.

"Well, he's an ass." She finally said and ran a petite hand through her golden locks. Eric nodded with a laugh; and suppressed a shiver as their eyes met.

"Seriously, what is wrong with you? It's not very Amity to run around and disrespect people." He said, desperately wanting to know what was going on in her head, as her eyes narrowed slightly.

He expected her to sass him out of his boots once more, but was surprised when she merely sighed and bit her full lip, slightly shaking her head.

"I don't know. I mean, I don't do this on purpose, you know? I never wanted to cause my family any trouble, but I can't help myself." Koraline looked like she wanted to say something else, but chose to bite her lip once more. Her eyes met Eric's again, who sensed her hesitance and nodded, urging her to continue. "I guess I'm not born for Amity. I always tried to blend in, but I'm not good enough. Everyone is scared of me, because I'm a troublemaker." She whispered the last sentence, looking slightly troubled, as if Eric would judge her or something like that.

"I know how you feel."

Koraline raised an eyebrow at him, clearly wanting to answer something, but then they both winced as the voice of her mother called for her.

She stood up with a sigh and Eric saw again how small she was.

"I need to go." She said, looking at him a bit awkwardly.

"Yeah."

He watched as she left, silently cursing himself for wishing that she could stay with him a bit longer. A few minutes later, he got up himself; he was about to go home, when his eyes fell on the three Amitys that stood together, in front of a bright, yellow truck. Koraline's mother hugged her tightly, his father ruffled her hair and they got into the truck. Eric heard melodic laughter, as her father started the engine.

It was a beautiful image. The sun was going down, painting the landscape brightly orange, as the yellow truck started towards the direction of the Amity fields. And Eric watched as they drove away.

Eric never forgot about Koraline. When he saw Liam, all he could think about was the boy's brave little sister that had intrigued him so much. He never thought that someone could understand his situation, to not belong in the faction he was born into, to feel not good enough. But then he met her and found someone who felt the same as he did. He wondered how she was doing, if she had caused any trouble again; and most importantly, he imagined meeting her again. But Eric wasn't stupid; he knew that he wouldn't see her again. If only he knew how wrong he was.

One year later, Eric had to choose his new faction, which meant finally leaving his father behind and moving on to a live he actually wanted. But the girl's face still didn't leave his mind. Even after a day full of Dauntless initiation training, when he fell on his mattress tiredly, his mind still tortured him with thoughts about her. When is she going to choose her new faction? How old is she even? He should have asked her. He hated himself for thinking like this, but he hoped that she would follow him to Dauntless one day.

With the increasing intensity of the initiation process, Eric's brain was occupied and the thoughts of the Amity-girl never really stopped, but they weren't as ubiquitous as before. Until, a few days after the second part of initiation started, the Dauntless initiates visited the city with some members. Eric and some other guys were busy climbing a building, as a handsome guy called Zeke exclaimed excitedly: "There're some Amity-chicks walking in our direction, dudes!" They all agreed that Amity had the prettiest of woman, except Tobias who chose to look at the floor sheepishly. Eric shook his head; he couldn't believe how some Stiff like him could be ranked first. That Abnegation-fucker had actually dared to beat him in the final fight. He gritted his teeth angrily.

Zeke jumped up and down excitedly and pointed towards a group of red-clothed girls, they were walking in a line, arms linked together, chatting and laughing about some silly things. But Eric's eyes were fixated on the golden-haired girl that followed the group of girls with a bored look on her face. Koraline. Suddenly a blonde boy in yellow clothes ran up to her, a bunch of yellow flowers in his hand, which he gave the girl with a proud smile on his face. She took the flowers with a sweet smile that was surely faked and threw them away, looking disgusted, the second the boy turned away.

He watched as they came in their direction and studied Koraline closely. She was a bit taller as he remembered but still smaller than the other girls. His grey eyes hungrily roamed over her body, he noticed excitedly that she also got some curves in just the right places and he could barely restrain himself from pulling her into his arms and vanishing with her into the darkness. He was pulled out of his daydreams, as the disgusting Stiff ran into her and gripped her tanned arms to keep her from falling on her butt. Koraline smiled at him; and Eric could barely contain his anger; his whole body seethed with jealousy and his instincts told him to tear his competition apart.

Before Eric realized what he was doing, he stomped towards Tobias, drew his fist back and punched him in the face hardly. He smiled satisfied as he heard the crack that signatures a broken nose and turned away to start looking for some booze.

~ Present day ~

Eric stood on top of the roof, a bored look on his face, as he waited for this year's initiates to arrive. Since he became a leader, he was given a lot of new tasks and one of them was introducing the initiates. He tapped his foot impatiently, until he heard the sound of the arriving train. He watched the initiates as they jumped off the train, a few laughing, others looked scared. His grey eyes roamed over the young people, noticing with amusement that in between a small Candor-girl and an Erudite-boy, stood a Stiff. Eric smirked, knowing that she probably wouldn't last a day. A dark-haired Candor-boy had also noticed her and started insulting the little girl. Eric couldn't help but be reminded of himself as he met Four.

Suddenly, there was a rush of golden hair, coming from the crowd of Dauntless-born and a melodic voice called: "Hey, asshole. Leave the Stiff alone." Eric couldn't believe what he saw. Koraline.

A/N: Soooooo, what do you guys think? I'm not sure if I got Eric right and I apologize for OOC-ness, but I thought that it would be interesting to see how he was before he became Dauntless and I hope that you liked it. This chapter is some kind of a prologue to the story and the next chapter starts with Koraline's Choosing Ceremony.

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